Love Brother Duda

Chapter 42 Immediate fashion show

The giggling sound on a pitch-black night that was heard made the feathers of anyone who heard it must stand, not from the top of a shady tree, nor the sound of a mak kun who was swaying. But the voice of a woman in a dark room, which was only illuminated by a dim light, was conducting a test.

The newlyweds were trying on the night of the game they had bought. Because they do not want to disturb the sleep of the two toddlers they use the side room to hold an impromptu fashion show.

"But! Really, when I look like a gini cake? Amused ah!" Siska's protest giggled, as she tried the black lingery.

The seated Bang Age smiled and pulled his wife's body onto his lap. "No papa! Brother likes." He answered by attacking his open chest.

Siska stood on her husband's cheek and directed him to look at her. "Isshh Brother! I'm not comfortable wearing it. Just some pajamas!" He bargained, but the husband shook his head and was about to go back to smashing his face until Siska returned to cupping him.

"Hot pants! How's it?" The rose again but the husband still shook his head made him cluck.

"This is good! If you want to move on to your children, change your pajamas." Bang Age said.

"Ck! Ribet is really big. What's the difference try?" Ask Siska.

"Both are more challenged." Timpal bang Age chuckles.

"Challenged what?" Goda Siska's.

"Challenge to break into the special ngabrik martabak." Answer the bang Age made them giggle.

"Udah ah laughs mulu, so kek mak kunkun me." Siska.

"We're just starting!" Bring bang Age.

"Well?" Goda Siska's.

"Make you slash!"

Without further ado, Age has launched attack after attack. Fortunately, Siska was a quick student. With lightning she could compensate for her husband's attack after attack.

Bang Age pulled the thin cloth to shreds, making Siska back protest. "Why was it ripped apart?"

"Belvin. It's his job he should be torn, ngalangin brother's hand because." The timpal bang Age.

"You're getting ripped off, why should you buy a brother! Mubazir. Wasted money!" Siska Protest. Instantly the soul of his master mother came out.

"No papa, baby! That was his fate." The timpal bang Age.

"But that's money, my goodness!"

Bang Age doesn't care about his wife's protection anymore. His passion had already peaked, asking to be resolved immediately.

A variety of heating both do. Enjoy the night, unify the taste. Even the new style suggested by the sister they will try. Siska was ready to be on top of her husband.

But he just kept quiet, making the husband astonished. "You why? How is it not moving?" Ask bang Age.

"I'm confused why? Said Miss sweet eating a banana? How do I eat it?" The question made the husband gap by blinking his eyes many times.

"I mean sweet lady that martabak you eat that big brother banana. It was devoured. Full is." Typal bang Age and answered oh ria by his wife.

"Now! Time not feeling?" Asking again while moving something inside made Siska bite her lower lip.

"What do I keep doing?" Ask Siska again.

"Yes, you're above your brother!" Declared.

"What cake dance? That dance thing?" The question again made the brother pat his bidat.

"Geez! I have a wife who's innocent."

"Isshhh brother! I don't know yet." His protest.

"Make study!"

"Teach!" His words spoiled making the husband smile.

"Have the movement, follow the instinct! Ntar can too." He told his brother and answered his wife's nod.

Siska began to move her body, swaying the scarf over her husband. Bang Age did not stay still, he ate the fruit that swung in front of him. The movement that was initially slow is getting faster, when something inside there seems to explode.

"Udah yuk bang! Afraid of the kids waking up." Invite Siska while removing the sweat on her husband's forehead.

"Barin's cake before gini." Bang Age still tightened his grip on the wife.

"Ntar they're waking up bang! Fear of jatoh." Persuade Siska.

Bang Age breathed his breath. "They have to be honeymoon!" He said as he let go of his embrace and concentrated one of his hands.

"No need to bang!" Refuse delicate Siska.

"Why?" Ask.

"Pity of the same dede. I can't stand him." Siska made her smile happy. It turns out that his wife really loves not only himself but also the figure of a toddler who became his son.

Bang Age smiled and stroked the wife's smooth cheeks. Tuck the dangling hair boy over there. "You know?"

"Hem? What's?" Ask Siska.

"So there's a higher word than thank you. Brother will say that to you perfect woman who has so sincerely accepted brother with brother's son."

Siska smiled with her husband's words and sprang to embrace the sturdy body, drowning her face in the comfortable field of her husband. As well as the Age bang, he elus black manai belongs to the wife and kiss the shoots of her kepla bertubi.

"Only one that I haven't heard from my brother?"

"What?"

"Love words. Until now I haven't heard you say it's the same with me." She said while painting something on her husband's side with his index finger.

"Emang yes? The feeling." The timpal bang Age.

"When?" Tanya Siska looked up and raised one eyebrow, feeling there was never any disclosure from her husband.

"Emmm.." Bang Age thought for a moment. "Forgot!" He said and can be directly implied in his presence from the wife.

"That's not romantic. I want to listen to Brother say. "I love you!" that cake has never been."

"Important you've proven it's all the same to you." His knees while pulling his nose.

"But want!" Whine Siska.

"What client? Nambah?" Goda.

"Issshh mah's brother. That's different again." Timpal Siska's.

"Yes, let's go yuk!" Bring along.

"No! Before you say love words to me." Decline Siska. "I'm like any other woman, wanting recognition not just treatment." Down stated.

Bang Age smiled. Not that He does not understand it, He knows any woman wants to be treated sweetly by her partner, wants to be pampered by him too. He took a beautiful face with that wry stroke, and then directed it at him.

"You know? Brother does not want to express love words like that. Brother does not want to say sweet words, but you can not feel it. What you do is more than the word you say." He said and still make the beautiful eyes of the wife down.

"I Love you!" Whisper's melodious.

The three words that were able to make that beautiful face re-carve the curve of a sweet smile on her lips. The word that He always wished to hear from the owner of his heart, now perfect He hears. Until he hid the happy hue in the field that always makes him comfortable there.

"Why are you clumping? Not dibales?" Tempted bang Age and answered his head by it.

"I'm happy bang!" Her great-grandchild.

Bang Age smiled hearing the tweet. He stroked the black mane lovingly.

"There is a word that is more meaningful than the word happy. That's the word you're gonna say to me." The reply.

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